Luckily he has somewhat good reflexes, and he catches her before she actually falls to the floor. He should've told her not to move to begin with, he realizes, but he kind of assumed she wasn't going to try and get up so soon.

He opens his mouth to say something, when she brings up his condition in a roundabout way. His expression tensing a little, he isn't smiling quite as much now, though he does offer a quiet word back to her.

"Thanks."

He really doesn't know if he'd call himself a 'good guy' at this point, honestly. Destroying an entire planet, then two months later finding out that sometime in his future he's going to level an entire city after going on a wild rampage, it doesn't do wonders for the sense of humanity in him.

It's a little like that. Some days he's more of a man, others he feels closer to a monster. Lately the scale has been tipping more towards the latter.

He says nothing more about that, though, nodding to the table that she just got down from.

"Sit back down. We have some medi-gel around, it'll heal your cuts and scrapes in seconds. Then you really need to lie down. Looks like you'll need a hand if you want to go back to your room, though."